"Are you Ms. Zhao?" Ming Jing looked at Zhao Xueying, speaking softly and politely.
Compared to her sharp and composed action in confronting Jessica Feng and the principal just now, the young girl was now filled with a gentle warmth like spring rain.
Zhao Xueying was somewhat surprised and said, "Ms. Ming Jing, it's me."
"Thank you for taking care of Ming Chen and Ming Ti at school. I'm sorry for causing you trouble today."
"It's no trouble at all. The two children are very well-behaved and sensible. I've always been curious about how extraordinary their parents must be to raise such outstanding children. Today, after meeting you, Ms. Ming Jing, my doubts have been dispelled; it's all thanks to your excellent teachings."
The sincerity in Zhao Xueying's expression and tone made it impossible to sense any flattery.